This is not Idaia's closet.
It's something weird.
That could be either a really good thing or a really bad thing.
She probably wasn't going to succeed at what she needed to succeed at anyway; worth the gamble.
She steps inside.
There were so many things. Once I figured out Valinor was slowing me down I fixed it and I got so fast...
I wish I had figured it out, I could have had so much more time.
I think it was my really high expectations for being in a science world that did it and it still took me a Year.
One time we spent most of a Year at a beach house and--Elves swim naked, I'm sure you know that.
I explained that they were the same thing. He called me 'you poor thing' so of course I had to retaliate by very deliberately imagining unbraiding my hair at him.
Bella cackles. I just got over it, there's some species that treat nudity really differently in Materia. Nymphs are religiously obliged to go around stark naked literally all the time and public decency laws don't apply to them or anyone within, I forget, ten feet of them.
Oh, I didn't care about any other swimming Elves, but--naked husband.
And it's not like they don't have good reason for the hair thing.
Well, you never made out with any Elves, as far as I know, I don't know that it would have come up.
The hair thing didn't come up until after I had already all-unknowing put my hands in his while kissing him.
Well, at least you didn't do it in an otherwise innocent context?
Someone told me to braid my hair without explaining, and I think once or twice I may have patted Fëanáro on the head or something but he was really small so it wasn't a big deal, Rúmil just explained. I got very conscientious about it. When I loaned Fëanáro my magic necklace I put it on him by teekay.